Wednesday, October 28, 2015


cabin shed shack cottage camp...?

a hermitage
tucked down deep
in the woods

penguin classics
from a milk crate fall

Benedictine almost empty
but capped tight tonight

temple dog is bored
 sick of poems
  a little hungry

she looks to the door
 ready to go
up the root gnarled path
to temple hearth warmth

the tired monk

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

hermitage poems

dry leaves swirl
 whipping in tight circles
blowing in cold front winds

just one more poem
 a quick one
from a fading dawn dream

temple dog stirs
looks towards the full moonlight
settles back into bed

the tired monk

Thursday, October 8, 2015

Tuesday, October 6, 2015

early fall poem

dawn cracking
gunshots rip
through the silence
shred willow boughs

another burst
 the old hound
 jumps up
 charges down
 to the water

a duck falls
from the morning sky